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NEW BEGINNINGS

Summary: Keanu is dating Emily a 37 year old scriptwriter. One day their desire to have a family together is sparked and a rocky journey to that destination begins.

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New Beginnings Baby Drabble 

New Beginnings Baby Drabble No2

LA

It was a sunny Saturday afternoon in May and the party was in full swing with people spilling out from the house onto the patio which bordered a large garden. The soundtrack  outside was a hubbub of adult voices mingling with the excited screams and laughter of small children running about through a water sprinkler in the sunshine. Inside the house, the volume was lower and there was a decidedly female skew to the voices which oohed and aahed over a tiny baby, just 1 week old.

Emily and her boyfriend Keanu had just arrived at the party being held at their good friends’ home. John and Chloe’s were holding a birthday party for their 4 year old  son Jamie who was Emily’s godson.

Chloe steered them through to the kitchen to get them a drink and say hi to John who was getting ready to barbecue.  As they wandered out to the patio, Keanu was almost knocked flying by the whirlwind that was little Jamie, shouting out his name excitedly and throwing his arms around his legs.

“hey little guy, happy birthday!” Keanu greeted him warmly. The two had a strong bond. Ever since he’d been going out with Emily and been introduced to Chloe, her best friend from college about a year before, he’d hit it off with Jamie and they’d babysat him quite often to give his parents a break. Story-time with Keanu was Jamie’s favourite thing and they’d bought him a gift which followed that theme.

“Are we allowed to give him his present yet?” Keanu asked Chloe, keen to see if he liked it.

“Sure, we decided to let him do it individually rather than have a long session opening everything so that’s fine”

“You want your present now Jamie?” Keanu asked lifting him up in his arms.

“Yeah” Jamie shouted throwing his arms in the air in excitement.

“All right” Keanu  agreed, walking over to a bench in a quieter area of the patio,  setting the little guy down and beckoning over to Emily to bring the gift she was still carrying. Jamie tore open the parcel with enthusiasm, revealing a plush toy monkey and the book “Monkey See Monkey Do”

“Cool, thank you Uncle Keanu and Aunty Emily” he said politely. He called them aunt and uncle even though they weren’t.

“Will you read it to me?”

This was directed at Keanu who looked up at Emily as he answered.

“yes sure – you go and see your girlfriends hun, I’ll stay here and read with Jamie”

Keanu lifted Jamie onto his knee and opened the book, starting to read and do actions with the toy. Emily wandered back to the house and through to the quieter living room where several women were still taking turns holding the new born.

Emily softly greeted her friends not wanting to disturb the baby.  Emily was a screenwriter and most of the group were connected through either their work or their studies several years earlier at UCLA.  Emily had recently turned 37 and was well established as a writer, mainly for films though she sometimes made a foray into TV which was how she’d met Keanu when she was working on a script for a show called “Rain” around a year earlier.  Half her cohort of friends were fully involved in their careers and another half, like Chloe had started families. Sam was the latest to join the mummies group and it was her little boy Jake that was inspiring all the cooing of the ladies, even those like Emily who had no children yet and didn’t even know if she ever would want them.

“Do you wanna hold him Emily?”  Katie, who was currently having her cuddle on the sofa, asked her.

“Sure but don’t, you know, disturb him or anything. Knowing me, you’ll hand him over and he’ll start crying!”

“Nahh – he’s just been fed and is super chilled out”

Sam nodded “She’s right, he seems pretty chill most of the time but after a feed he’s super chill, come on sit here and Katie can slide him over”

Emily acquiesced and sat alongside Katie, making a cradle shape with her arms ready for the baby.

As Katie manoeuvred little Jake across to Emily, she felt his weight in her lap and his warmth seep into her chest. As she breathed in his baby smell, something inside felt different from any other time she’d held a baby in her arms. She remembered a story from her childhood about a dragon called Ignis who was frustrated because he couldn’t yet breathe fire. Once the spark from a volcano had got inside and lit his fire, he felt the warmth spread through him and bring him to full life. Right then, as she looked down at Jake, she felt that same kind of spark within. She took a sharp breath in trying to hold back the tears that threatened to spill out.

“Ahh there she is” a deep voice spoke. It was Keanu who’d finished his story-time with Jamie and had just come in to find Emily, the little lad still on his hip.

Emily looked up and smiled brightly, tamping down the emotion but it was still palpable to Katie who looked from Keanu to Emily with a knowing smile.

“These guys will be next, mark my words” she teased looking from one to the other, each with children hugged close to their bodies”

Both Emily and Keanu blushed and he laughed, his hand over his mouth. “I don’t know about that. Anyway John told me to come and tell you guys that food is ready out on the patio”

Most of the ladies got up and Emily passed little Jake back to Sam, offering to bring her a plate to save disturbing the baby. Keanu grabbed her hand and they went out to get food. Once Emily had taken Sam her food, they mingled with the other guests for the rest of the party and tried to put the awkward moment out of their minds though the subject was never far from Keanu’s thoughts even as they chatted to the other guests.

He was almost 20 years her senior but when they’d met through the script she was writing, he’d felt an instant attraction. He’d dared to ask her out and was delighted when she’d said yes. After only a few dates, he knew it was getting serious for him and he told her  he’d understand if she thought it was best to bow out now because of the age gap. He didn’t want to trap her in something she would want to escape later on.  Her reaction was etched in his memory. Her hand cupping his cheek she’d laid her heart on the line

“Keanu, I, … I think I’m falling in love with you and, frankly I couldn’t care less about your age, I just want to be with you. Is that OK?”

His lips had crashed to hers in an instant and they’d not looked back since. They had talked about whether she wanted kids and she’d said then, at 35 that, whilst she knew her body clock was ticking on, she still wasn’t sure if she wanted them or not. He was happy either way and if she did decide she wanted them she’d be open to alternative ways to parent than having their own kids. There was no pressure on either of them.

But that day at the party, everything changed.

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Ile de Re (Chapter 1)

I wrote this fic  last year, mostly while on holiday on this lovely island.  If you are on Archive of Our Own, you may have seen it before. Written before Matrix 4 was announced and before Covid so sorry that the timelines are no longer realistic!

Summary

Keanu meets a chef to help him prepare for a movie role. Events conspire for them to spend even more time together than they planned and despite the large age gap, romance ensues.

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April 2020

Keanu hung up the phone and quietly fist pumped to himself. He’d just had news that a new project had been green lit. It was one he’d been collaborating on for some time - where he’d play an American chef, somewhat down on his luck who was establishing a new restaurant in a rural French town. The thing that thrilled him most was that the project afforded him the chance to finally learn how to cook – at least a bit - because he’d need to demonstrate some skill in the film itself and to ‘find’ his character he wanted to understand more about the craft of being a chef – especially the passion that drove them.

He went to his office and pulled out his laptop, opening a file holding details of some chefs who Erwin’s team had tracked down that fit the bill in terms of the knowledge they had and their personal experiences. He dropped an e mail first to a chef names Yves Le Gouhier and another to a woman called Claire Bonnevin. They each had restaurants in LA but were French natives who had trained at home before heading to America to open restaurants of their own. He hoped that the guy would say yes since he felt he’d probably relate better to his experience however he checked out both of their bios and looked at restaurant reviews on line.

A few days later, the decision was made for him as to who would give him the coaching as Mr Le Gouhier was out of town for at least a couple of months, establishing a new restaurant whereas Ms Bonnevin was able to fit him in for some daily ‘classes’ starting the following week. Whilst mildly disappointed, he also recalled that he’d actually eaten at Ms Bonnevin’s place once and had really rated the cooking which mixed homespun flavours with Gallic finesse - the seafood there was to die for.  He responded quickly in the affirmative, and ever the perfectionist, asked if there was anything he needed to bring or any preparatory work he could do before Monday. Claire replied that if he could let her have a working copy of the script and tell her what his favourite meal was before the weekend – they could work on the skills he’d need to demonstrate in the film and, depending on what the meal was, also aim to make his favourite meal to a good standard by the end of the week. If he had some friends who’d like to eat what he made, then he should ask them if they were free.

“What a question!” he pondered, thinking about what his favourite meal was. Keanu was a man who liked to eat - so much so that he needed the counsel of his trainer Denise to keep off the pounds in between films! Would it be a good steak with garlicky greens and crushed potatoes?, veal with a cream and mushroom sauce, roast lamb with flageolets and dauphinois potatoes – this task was just making him hungry!  He decided on the latter thinking it would be a challenge and fitted with the style of cooking they had at “Le Chat Botte” which was Claire’s restaurant. The pressure of feeding something he’d made that wasn’t bacon and eggs or a peanut butter and jelly sandwich was both thrilling and unnerving. He messaged his sister Kim, his mother and friends Rob, Alex and Josh who were all pleased to be free although they joked that they might need to go to Macdonald’s to fill up afterwards!

Monday came around and Keanu pulled up at “Le Chat Botte” at 9am prompt. Entering via the service entrance as instructed, he walked into a spotless kitchen with gleaming stainless steel work stations, hobs and ovens  ranged along one wall and a large wooden kitchen table in the centre which had 2 sets of chopping boards in different colours along with a variety of knives, spatulas and other cooking implements arranged side by side in the centre of the table. No-one was in sight though Keanu could hear the sound of a voice coming from an adjoining room. Walking across the kitchen he stuck his head round the door of what turned out to be an office where he saw a petite, dark haired woman he recognised (from her bio) as Claire Bonnevin  - she was speaking to someone on the phone in French. She raised her hand to him in greeting, mouthing sorry and hurried to complete the call.

“Oui, Oui, je te rapellerai demain  - mon nouvel client vient d’arriver, oui oui c’est lui, donc il faut que j’accroche.  D’accord d’accord, je sais. Au revoir”

Claire turned to Keanu blushing - she had the distinct impression that he’d understood that she’d just referred to him in her conversation.

“so sorry about that – that was my restaurant manager back home in France just giving me an update on my dad  - he’s not been too well recently so we’ve been talking every day” Her English accent was excellent with only a slight gallic note.

Keanu stuck out his hand

“Nice to meet you Ms Bonnevin and no problem – you didn’t need to rush them off the line on my account”

Claire smiled and shook his hand, “I heard you were impossibly polite! – of course I did, I was eating into your paid time – nice to meet you too by the way. Keanu grinned - Claire could feel the colour rising in her cheeks again  - she wasn’t exactly sure why - maybe it was the directness of his gaze or the brilliance of his smile.

“So, are you ready for your training?”

Keanu chuckled and responded with what he thought was the expected reply “hell yeah” but Claire didn’t react, “maybe the Matrix reference was unintentional” he thought – she was pretty young after all, (her bio said she was 35) so maybe she was one of the few whom it had passed by!

“So let’s go through to the kitchen and get started” she said leading the way back to the room where Keanu had entered earlier.

For the next 4 hours they talked through and tried out some of the particular skills that would be needed in kitchen scenes. Whilst they worked, they got to know each other a little with Claire wanting to find out about Keanu’s food knowledge and experience and Keanu quizzing her about her beginnings in the industry. He discovered that she grew up on a tiny west coast island in France called L’Ile de Re” where her Dad still owned a restaurant called, like hers in LA, “Le Chat Botte”.  He no longer worked as a chef there but lived in the little village where it was, hence the manager being able to keep Claire appraised of his health.  She’d learned her craft there and then moved on to train in Paris, New York and then LA to establish her namesake restaurant in the US.

For her part, from what Keanu said, she could see that despite not having grown up in a house where people had a passion for cooking, he nevertheless clearly had a passion for food  - from the humble sandwich to fine foods from around the globe. He was also a quick study, picking up the knife skills needed to finely chop onions and garlic on film that he’d need. She was a patient teacher, though she would occasionally break into French when she was struggling to communicate the exact technique such as when at first he couldn’t master the rotation of the knife needed to chop finely:

“tient tient, comme ca” she said, placing her hand over his to show how the blade needed to rock back and forth over the garlic.

At 12 they broke for lunch at which point Claire challenged Keanu to make her his best sandwich from the ingredients on hand. He asked her what she liked and created a layered club sandwich which she declared excellent. By the time he left at 1pm, Keanu was convinced that she was an excellent choice of teacher and one he’d enjoy learning from. He could hardly wait for the next day when they were going to study cuts of meat by going to Claire’s favourite butcher.

The week progressed with a mix of hands on cooking classes and continued trips to suppliers which served to explain the importance of provenance and quality ingredients. They also worked on timings  and started to plan the stages of creating the menu Keanu had planned for Friday’s lunch.

On Thursday Keanu tried out the dauphinois potatoes and was thrilled with the result - he was really starting to enjoy cooking and his rapid growth in skill. Claire praised him warmly and suggested he try a dessert as well for the next day.

“You could try something simple like a mousse au chocolat but I think you’re ready to really wow them”

“Oh yeah?” Keanu grinned “With what?”

“A tarte Tatin”

“What!, are you sure?”

“Absolutely – you’re an excellent student - let’s do one today together, you’ll master it I’m sure”

She showed him how to prepare the sugar and butter in a special tin that could go on the stove and then in the oven to finish. They prepped the apples placing them rounded side down in the tin and proceeded to caramelise the butter and sugar until it was a gorgeous molten mahogany. Then he learned how to make the shortcrust pastry using cool hands to rub the butter into the flour then bring it together to a dough which rested in the fridge. Once rolled out, he placed it onto the cooled apples, tucking in the edges round the sides. The result when they turned the tarte out (upside down to reveal the apples) was amazing – sweet, tender apples with the sugary caramel cut a little by freshly grated lemon rind and a melt in the mouth pastry to top it off.

“See!” she smiled, “I knew you could do it”

“No, you did it!” he grinned

“Well, OK so today we both did it but tomorrow it will all be down to you”

Friday came and Keanu got to the restaurant at 8am wanting to have as much time as possible to get everything perfect.

By 11.30 the lamb was resting, his gratin and tarte were in the oven and the beans were simmering gently.

The meal was beginning with a simple salade aux lardons  - it was time to dress it with the vinaigrette he’d made earlier. He started to toss it gently but some lettuce flipped out over the side

“Watch out you don’t drop too many said Claire – unless you want lots of children’ she laughed!

“What?” Keanu asked, shooting her a quizzical look.

“it’s a saying we have in France that the number of leaves you drop when you’re tossing the salad tells you the number of kids you’ll have.

“Oh right” he chuckled, “that’s cute, but it’s way too late for that”

“What do you mean?, you’d have time to have them if you wanted, surely”

“I’m too old Claire”

“What, you must only be what?”, she paused to look at him and consider his face “…. About 45”

“Ha ha” Keanu laughed heartily.

“No, I’m fifty five”

“Merde” she exclaimed “ce n’est pas possible!”

Keanu shook his head and smiled - he loved how she reverted to French when she was reacting spontaneously to something.  

“I’m afraid it’s true, so even if I had a wife or even a girlfriend, I still think it’s too late to be having babies. I might be dead before they’re 20 or 30.

Claire’s face clouded over

“Sorry I didn’t mean to be all maudlin” he said

“Don’t worry, it’s just my mother died when I was 25 so I know that’s hard – but people die all the time, young and old.

“Ain’t that the truth” Keanu agreed quietly, remembering his own past.

“and lots of guys have babies when they’re older. Maybe you shouldn’t rule it out”

“Maybe maybe, anyway, enough serious talk, we should raise a toast before our guests arrive”

He poured himself and Claire a glass of wine.

“Here’s to satisfied customers!” she said

“and here’s to you for being such an amazing teacher – I can’t believe you’ve got me this far so fast”

“well that’s really down to you” she replied, smiling, “you work so hard and learn so quickly, it’s very impressive”

“I don’t know about that!” he said blushing, “Anyway, let’s not get ahead ourselves, I haven’t served it yet!!

They put down their glasses and Claire went to see if the guests had arrived at the table they had set aside in the restaurant. Meanwhile Keanu busied himself with finishing the salad and carving the lamb which he was happy to see was just the right shade of pink. He put it in the warming oven and also took out the tarte Tatin praying that it would be as good as the one yesterday when he turned it out later. Finally, with the main course as ready as it could be, he took the salad and some French bread through to the dining room.

The meal went down a storm - at the end Keanu stood and raised a toast to Claire

“Thank you for all your kind words folks but we really need to toast this amazing lady who has taught this old meat head some cooking skill. He took her hand and placed it over his heart

“ thank you, thank you, merci beaucoups, I’ll be forever grateful!”

Claire laughed and blushed.

“Just wait until next week when we’ll have you working in the restaurant kitchen, then you might not be such a fan!”

He laughed

“That may be!”

They said their goodbyes to Keanu’s amazed guests and went to clean down the kitchen.

“How’s your dad by the way?”

“Oh about the same apparently – no better, but no worse, he just needs to take it easy and stay off his damn bike”

“Oh, a pushbike or a motorbike?” Keanu asked, his interest peaked

“A push bike – he’s not a racer guy like you!” Claire saw Keanu pull up each day often on different bikes so she knew about his passion for them.

“everyone goes everywhere on bikes on the Ile de Re” she continued - it’s a cyclist’s paradise with cycle paths across the salt marshes and oyster beds and through the forests. But he had a heart attack last year and whilst he is supposed to exercise, he just pushes himself too much and that worries me”

“Do you have any other family there to keep an eye on him?”

“No, I’m an only child and there are no aunts or uncles either.

“Is your father still alive? She asked.

“Yeah – well at least I haven’t heard otherwise! He left my mother when I was three and I haven’t seen him since I was 13.”

“Mon dieu that must have been tough growing up without a dad”

“Yeah well I had my mum and my sister - he wouldn’t have been a good role model anyway”

“I could see today that you adore Kim and your mother”

“Yeah, yeah  I do - family and friends are my rocks to come back to  - after every project that’s what I look forward to”

“You know you’re not at all what I expected!” Claire stated.

“Oh, how so?” he asked

“Well, a couple of people I mentioned you to said they heard you were a nice guy and very polite but I guess I just expected someone more ………..starry, you know!”

Keanu burst out laughing.

“Well I’ll take that as a complement” he said

“you should – you’ve made it a very easy first week of teaching” she smiled

“Well thanks” he said the colour rising in his cheeks.

They finished up in the kitchen and Keanu took his leave saying he’d see her at 9am prompt on Monday for his week in the working kitchen.  He’d enjoyed her company so much that he’d almost asked her to dinner but held himself in check. She was so much younger than him and he knew his feelings weren’t entirely platonic. She was very cute with olive skin, beautiful eyes and a slender yet not too skinny figure – he didn’t really have a type but she hit the spot with him. He’d just have to quash those thoughts, focus on the learning and keep things on a friendly footing.

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A Doorway Is Opened Chapter 12

Bringing this story to its conclusion with some fluff. Hope those reading enjoyed it. Feedback welcome. Allie

The morning of Dec 20th

Today was Christmas Tree Shopping day. Keanu and Hannah were sitting in bed at his house having a morning coffee. Since his return from Germany they’d been ‘going steady though they hadn’t yet moved in together. For the Christmas holidays though, she and the boys were staying over for the duration.

There was a small box on the bed that Hannah had brought over from her house. In it were the angels and stars she always hung on her Christmas tree that represented her lost babies, also 2 beautiful white satin baubles with sequins on that Hannah’s Dad had bought for her mother in the early 80s and a representation of a grandma with a rolling pin that she’d brought to remember her own mother. She talked Keanu through each one and why they were special. 

 Hannah then reached back inside the box for another ornament which was wrapped in tissue paper that Hannah passed to him.

 “and this one is for you”

 He unwrapped it carefully and inside found a beautiful stained glass bird ornament with the wings outlined by silver filigree. She had brought it for him to remember his daughter. The origin of Ava’s name was a bird so she thought it was the perfect thing for him to hang on the tree in remembrance of her.

He brought it to his lips and kissed it. Clearly overwhelmed, it took him few moments to speak

“I don’t think anyone has ever cared for me like you do” he whispered.

She smiled and kissed him gently

“I love you so much Keanu, I just wanted to share this way of remembering with you”

“and I thank you, it’s a great honour”

They hugged for a moment before getting up to start their day.

A couple of hours later, Keanu, Hannah and Josh were stood in a field at Christmas Ranch Tree Farms looking for the perfect tree.  At least 5 so far hadn’t passed muster.

“What about this one?” Keanu asked “I think it’s fixed the too tall problem and the not bushy enough problem”

Hannah pondered

“Come on Josh back me up”

Josh grinned

“Yeah come on mum, that one is perfect and if we get it, we can go and have a hot chocolate!!”

“Right” Keanu agreed

“all right, all right, you win, that’s the one”

“Yes!” Keanu and Josh chorused.

Keanu beckoned the assistant with the chainsaw and the tree was cut and taken to the wrapping area. They headed back to the barn for the promised hot chocolates.

Back at home they were preparing to decorate the tree. Hannah’s eldest, Toby. had just got back from uni that afternoon and he and Josh were sorting through the decorations over a beer in Keanu’s living room. Christmas music was playing in the background and Keanu and Hannah were in the kitchen fetching wine.  He opened a bottle of the Napa Valley wine he’d introduced Hannah to back in June.

“Remember when we first had this”

“Ah ha – I told you, you were dreamy as Paul Sutton”

“And I told you how much I loved the way you make me feel…….. still think I’m dreamy?”

“Always” she said kissing his cheek “still love how I make you feel?”

“Always” he said kissing her on the top of her head. ”Come on let’s go decorate the tree”

The boys had already started to put the decorations on the tree. Hannah went and fetched the special box from the bedroom.

She and Keanu placed the special ornaments on before the boys added strings of red and gold beads and finally Christmas lights. They turned down the house lights so they could admire the tree, its lights reflecting in the long window that faced the pool and the city lights in the valley below.

Keanu looked at the sparkling angels, the twinkling stars and his precious bird glinting in the light and gave Hannah a gentle squeeze knowing in his heart of hearts that this was going to be a Christmas to cherish.

 THE END

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Kerensa Part 2

This is a continuation of Kerensa Part 1 which you can find here

Kerensa (Part 1)

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5 , Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13

Kerensa (Part 2)

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3

Chapter 4 California Routine

Warnings: Some explicit content

Keanu had a script and an animated film voice-over going on through January and was usually gone the whole day. Kerry would start the day with some laps of the pool, do writing then walk Scout if she could quickly but she soon got put off by the frequency of being spotted by a “homes of the stars” tour bus. She ended up doing walks early and late then staying home all day. It reminded her a bit of working during Covid, only without the constant Teams meetings and it wasn’t long before the loneliness kicked in.

It was on one such lonely day that her mood was made worse by a FaceTime call coming in from her sister.

Rosie was quick to see the sadness in her sister’s expression and pushed to find out more. Kerry confessed that LA was beginning to make her feel trapped - not being able to just go for a walk out of your door like at home without being on a dangerous road or too hot or hassled by paparazzi or tourists really sucked. What she didn’t mention was that she also got her period that day. She didn’t want to tell anyone they were trying and it had only been 3 months so no time at all, but that didn’t stop her from quitting writing early and going to bed for a good cry.

The next day things weren’t much better and she was desperately craving company and fresh air by the time Keanu got home.

“Can’t we just order in” Keanu groaned when she suggested they head down to the beach and find somewhere they could eat out then take Scout for his walk.

“Please, I just need to get out of this place”? Her disparaging tone about his home wound him up.

“What this awful place in the Hollywood Hills, with a pool and privacy ….”

“Sorry I know, it’s just, I need to feel the breeze, have some open space, you know. I’ve been going stir crazy today and I’m on my period ….. again.”

“Come ‘ere” he soothed immediately. He knew she was on her period, but they had a pact not to talk about it so their trying for a baby wouldn’t become an obsession if at all possible.

He held her for a few moments.

“I’m sorry I’m just tired but we can go out, anything to make you feel better”

They did go out and the walk in the sea breeze really helped her feel better. They talked about what was coming up for them and there was a possible trip to look forward to which would give Kerry a change of scene.

Keanu had some location work in San Francisco in mid-February. He suggested they both go and he’d look into staying somewhere close to the sea if they could rather than a hotel in the city.

The production team found them a house close to the beach and they took a couple of days off to take a leisurely drive up with Scout, taking the PCH and Big Sur route. Kerry could feel the tension leaving her shoulders just at the sight of the cliffs and sea.

The house they pulled up to was in a Victorian-era terrace with pale blue plaster walls and a steep set of steps up from the street. The beach was a 15-minute walk through a park and Kerry loved it the minute she set eyes on it. The decor reminded her of the hotel in Tresco, all soft creams and blues that soothed the soul. There was a small garden out back so Scout could be outdoors while Kerry worked but walks would be much easier to manage with the park and beach so close.

After looking around, Kerry went to the bedroom to unpack.

“You making your nest?” Keanu said teasing her as he joined her in the bedroom.

“You know I like to have things in their proper place - and you do too Virgo boy so you can’t talk!”

“Alright! Anyway, are you happy? Did I do good?” he asked, wrapping his arms around her from behind, keeping her from her task.

She turned in his arms laughing.

“Yeah, you did good Reeves, very good. You know don’t take this, you know, the wrong way or like I’m fishing or anything, but …”

“What?”

“But life with you, it’s like a wonderful long honeymoon you know ?”

He laughed understanding why she hadn’t wanted him to think she wanted a proposal!

“Mmmm I agree because you, my love, certainly do taste sweet as honey” she giggled “and I do love your moons” he added, squeezing her buttocks. He kissed her then, deeply and it soon turned hungry and demanding, his hands moving to the buttons on her shirt and the zipper on her jeans.

He broke the kiss only to shove the half-unpacked case onto the floor and push her back on the bed where he began an attack on her breasts with his hands and mouth. It didn’t take long to remove the rest of their clothes and join everything that mattered. She welcomed him in every way, her pussy wet and wide open, her arms pulling him to her and hands raking up his back. He felt like he had become literally joined to her, the squeezing of her muscles starting a tingling and throbbing all along his rigid cock as he pumped in and out. He slowed a little, leaning down to kiss her, trying to hold back but it was useless. Her throat was like a fountain and he let go, filling her in a tremendous burst as her pussy fluttered and pulsed around him. He had to release her from the kiss to shout out his joy and she screamed hers. She fell back on the bed and he down upon her, breathing heavily into her neck for a while before lifting up and smiling down into her eyes.

“Love you Kerensa” he said using her full name which he often chose in moments of passion

“Love you too Kiki !” she’d taken to calling him that since he’d confessed it was a childhood nickname.

The trip passed quickly. Kerry loved San Francisco and split her days between writing and exploring the seafront, parks and the harbour side with Scout in tow as much as she could. She would report back each day with finds and suggestions for restaurants for dinner. Her worries from LA seemed far away.

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Kerense Part 2

This is a continuation of Kerensa - read Part 1 here

Kerensa (Part 1)

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5 , Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13

Chapter 1, Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Warnings : Just like Keanu in these fics, I don't actually know any of the other real people portrayed here so my versions of them are all supposition!

LA Home?

After a couple of weeks, they moved on to LA. Kerry was Flabbergasted by the size and style of his home. It had a cool feel due to the size of the rooms and the large pieces of art in the main living area which had vast bi-fold doors leading out to the patio and pool. He was most excited to show her his pond with Koi Carp and the breathtaking view.

His office and bedroom were warmer in style, more in keeping with the man and she was thrilled with the kitchen which his sister had designed with herself in mind for when she visited and wanted to cook or for Keanu when he had a caterer come in.

On their first night, they ordered take out and ate outside by the pool. They were both tired from travelling but he promised to take her out to some favourite haunts soon. His bigger priority was making her and Scout feel at home and welcome.

That started with meeting his mum. Having heard a lot about her before he left, his mother, in particular, was very keen to make her acquaintance. She invited them over and had a meal catered.

She was welcoming but there was an edge of scrutiny in her gaze and her questions.

In the car on the way home, Kerry pointed it out.

It’s just like Jason Robards says in Parenthood. “It never ends”

“What?”

“Well, your mum was clearly concerned I might be some kind of leach!”

“Kerry, she thinks that about everyone I meet, but especially women. But she liked you, I could tell. And you bonded over all your English connections right?”

“I guess!”

Next up was Karina who had them over for Thanksgiving. She was more easygoing than her mother and they had a very relaxed day with Keanu and his brother-in-law bonding over the football and Kerry and Karina enjoying working together in the kitchen.

In the weeks running up to Christmas, their projects were on hiatus and they focussed on getting Kerry acclimatised to LA. Keanu bought her a car (she was not up for driving his Porsche) and they went on bike rides up PCH, took Scout on hikes in local parks and continued her introductions to his friends.

Key amongst them was Alex Winter and his family. They spent a great day on the beach at Malibu with him, his wife and their 2 youngest sons. Alex took a cute pic of Kerry and Keanu there - She had straggly wet hair from messing around in the sea and was wearing a loose shirt over her swimming costume. Her arms were draped around Keanu’s neck and they were both grinning broadly. She liked it so much, she had it printed and framed and placed it on their dressing table. It was one way she could try to settle in.

She certainly felt safe and welcome in his home, but, truth be told, not really at home

Some of that was connected to Scout. There was an inner courtyard where Scout could chill in a shady spot and you could walk him along the road nearby but only in the evening when the surface would be cool enough. To walk the dog, you really needed to go to a park, beach or further out into hills. It wasn’t just a stone’s throw away like at Sennen.

Also, in one sense, the house felt huge but at the same time, claustrophobic. It was curious that she could feel hemmed in despite the space and open view at the back - it was like you couldn’t touch the nature that was so near at hand and when she felt like that, the waves of nostalgia for Sennen were powerful.

Another challenge she faced and hadn’t really expected had been the number of female friends Keanu had who, it was clear, were past sexual partners. It wasn’t that anyone said anything to her, least of all him for whom it was all just water under the bridge, but some of them had an unmistakable body language towards him, while others displayed a certain possessiveness that she found, if not threatening then at least challenging.

She knew he’d had a different life from her, longer in single mode, less settled in one place and with a lot of opportunity to be promiscuous, so she knew she had to accept it, but she also struggled to imagine still hanging out with people you’d been so intimate with in the past as it had been a very rare experience for her.

Fortunately, Karina was a bit of an ally in at least filling in the gaps as to who was or wasn’t an ex. Kerry didn’t want to come off as jealous or obsessive, so asking Keanu was a no-no, at least at first. One day, Karina had come over to talk Christmas food and caught Kerry staring off into the distance.

“Hey, where have you gone?” Karina asked her.

Wha …? oh sorry, nowhere, I’m right here”

“ oh no, not falling for THAT. What did he do?”

“Keanu? Nothing. Honest.”

“Kerry?”

“Honest he didn’t. It’s just, errm Autumn came over last night”

“Ughhh”

“What?”

“Nothing, she’s just not my favourite of his exes that still hangs around him”

“Oh so she IS an ex, I wasn’t sure and he didn’t say so”

“He wouldn’t, to him it’s ancient history - and it is. They properly dated in the 90s and then I’m pretty sure she was, you know…. A friend …..”

“With benefits?”

“Yeah, sometime in the 2000s but not in the past few years. Was she civil to you?”

“Yeah yeah, she was just quite, erm touchy with him and sort of “

“Possessive?”

“Not exactly, but she made sure to mention things from way back several times as if to remind me and him that I’m the new kid. I mean maybe I was being over-sensitive, it was weird”

“Naah, that’s her thing. She didn’t manage to clinch him and that still riles her so she hangs in there with the “trusty oldest friend” card.

“Yeah but she’s not his oldest friend right? Brenda is from school and that lovely lady Clare is from before her time right?”

“Right, I mean Autumn is from way back but she’s not the unique one she likes to think.”

Mostly, the exes were subtle in their comments or behaviour but China Chow came close to making Kerry spit her drink out at a Christmas party when she was a bit drunk. She was saying how happy she was to see Keanu happy.

“And you my friend are a lucky girl, he’s good between the sheets too huh?, hic!”

The following morning Keanu and Kerry were lying in bed with a coffee, nursing hangovers and doing a party post-mortem.

“Oh my God, China was drunk wasn’t she?!” Keanu snorted.

“I’ll say!” She replied rolling her eyes

“What?”

“Have you had sex with all of your female friends?!” She asked pointedly.

“Oh my god, what did she say?”

“Oh, how happy she is for you …..”

“Mmmmm, so?”

“And how lucky I am….and how good you are between the sheets”

It was Keanu’s turn to almost spit out his coffee.

“That must have been awkward.!”

“Well would have been worse if we weren’t both at least a little drunk”

“Do you mind?” “That I have a past?” he clarified when she looked questioningly at him.

“No, I just, I never had an ex who I still hung out with after we split so it’s a little weird for me. And they’re all so, you know, LA glamorous.”

“Come ‘ere.” He said pulling her close after seeing the uncertainty in her eyes.

“It’s you I love, you I want to wake up with every morning and hold in my arms each night. And they're so called glamour is no match for your beauty. And, it’s like, over 10 years ago that I was with any of the friends I still see, sexually. Kerry, I promise. Are we ok?”

“yeah, we’re good” she reassured.

And they were. Christmas was around the corner and Kerry enjoyed shopping for gifts, getting a tree and decorating the house. They placed the bird decoration for Ava on the tree and he gave her two angels to hang for her babies and a Celtic fertility symbol in hope of a future as parents. They spent Xmas Day with his mother and Karina and Keanu went on his usual Boxing Day bike ride with old friends while Kerry went to the cinema with Karina.

On 29th they headed back to the UK, where they spent New year with her sister and family and 10 days having catch-ups with friends in London and Cornwall.

By mid-January, they were back in LA and finally, it felt like there would be a period of being more settled. They socialised but there were no more big introductions to make and Kerry planned to crack on with her novel.

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Kerensa Part 2

This is a continuation of Kerensa which you can find here:

Kerensa (Part 1)

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5 , Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

New York Adventure

At the end of October, they headed to New York as their first stop in the US. Keanu had a meeting with a director and a potential co-star for a chemistry test and since Kerry had never been before, they agreed to do some sightseeing\. There were some inevitable paparazzi encounters after the various shots of them together in London and Oxford had fuelled a fire which continued when they passed through JFK airport.

Still, Keanu wasn’t prepared to hide and he wanted her to see the sites. One of her favourites was the scene of a When Harry Met Sally moment, Washington square.

Keanu nicknamed her his “rom com girl”

That evening back at his apartment she asked him

“So what else have you done, Rom Com wise I mean, other than my favourite?” (She meant “Something’s Gotta Give”)

“Well I guess the first was “Aunt Julia and the Scriptwriter”, I play a young journalist who falls in love with his sort of aunt, played by Barbara Hershey”

“Oh I loved her in “Hannah and Her Sisters”

“Yeah she was awesome to work with. And what else, errm “Always Be My Maybe” but I’m not the lead, just a comedy turn I guess and then there was “Destination Wedding” that’s a kind of anti RomCom but it still has, you know a 'meet cute', fallings out and in and so on”

Once Kerry knew the leading lady was Winona, that was the one she wanted to see and she laughed like a drain at his post-coital grin and sigh after Frank and Lyndsay had sex.

Keanu paused the film.

“hey you, what’s so funny about me having sex”

“Kerry wiped the tears from her eyes. It’s just, you know, I know you do that!”

“What? What do I do? I don’t cum like that!”

“No, not that but that goofy grin after you’ve cum is all you and that little sigh too, too funny imagining you having to re-record that in one of those little audio booths!”

“Yeah that was kind of embarrassing!” He admitted. “But darling I’m a professional and I did what I had to do, though it does take practice!” he said before whisking her off to bed.

Another night they agreed to watch baby Keanu in Parenthood. It was one of her favourites and she could quote loads of lines from it, not just his iconic “anyone can be a father” lines. She admitted that in her early married life, it had been the film that expressed her wish for her future with Matt, her ex.

“Do you still think about that, about having kids?”

“Errm I guess not, I mean it doesn’t feel very realistic now. I mean, you know, I’m 41. Anyway, well, I want to be with you so you’d have to want them too and we didn’t talk about that really before getting together. I guess I just assumed you wouldn’t …I’m babbling! I mean would you even want them?”

Keanu chuckled softly at her befuddlement.

“Well, I do worry a bit about being too old but, yeah, I’d still like a kid, if you want one that is and you don’t mind having one with a very old guy”

Kerry stared at him for a moment. She couldn’t quite believe it - when she’d realised she was in love with him, she’d thought if she chose that path it would inevitably mean no kids given he was 59.

“You’d do that, for me?”

“Yeah but it wouldn’t be FOR you, I mean it wouldn’t be a compromise, it would be for us, together”

“How have you not been snapped up before now?” she asked, a tear leaking out.

He smiled shyly.

“Never met the right woman before”

She gave him a gentle kiss, eyes shining with happiness.

“Well, ok then but you know I might not be able to get pregnant. It might all be moot in the end”

“Yeah, I know but we could just ditch the condoms and see what happens!”

“I knew you had an ulterior motive” she laughed.

He giggled in return.

“Caught me! No, but seriously, let’s just see how it goes and we can get a health check when we’re in LA. I already added you to my healthcare plan remember?”

“OK smooth talker, OK”

The rest of their stay was filled with activities: a play on Broadway, seeing a band Keanu knew in a tiny dive bar, mooching around Keanu’s favourite bookshop and long walks with Scout in Central Park. It was easy to be on foot in New York and even though it was a world away from Sennen’s wild, isolated landscape, Kerry felt at home there. And it didn’t hurt that each night ended in his arms, making love with the hope of making a baby.

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Kerensa Part 2

This is a continuation of Kerensa which you can find here:

Kerensa (Part 1)

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5 , Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13

Chapter 1

Settling down

On their return to Sennen, they decided to stay until the end of October which would give Kerry time to make plans for the cottage. Then they would return, either at Christmas or New Years, to see her sister and her family.

Day to day, life living together was comfortable - they each found the other easy to live with and she was relieved to find that he was a tidy person and didn’t expect her to do all the heavy lifting on domestic tasks which had been a bone of contention with her ex. She did do most of the cooking though as that wasn’t his forte, however he had taught himself a little during his time in lockdown and also in Cornwall given you can’t eat out so easily there as in LA. His forte was definitely sandwiches for lunchtimes - he could wax lyrical about sandwich choices and creation and he could rustle up a couple of pasta dishes his sister had taught him as well as cook a mean steak.

They had a chat about pet peeves to try and head off issues, from the possibly trivial (like no coming in for a pee while I’m in the bath (they had 2 toilets in the house after all) to getting a cleaner and then more fundamental issues like phone privacy, honesty, not sleeping on an argument and so on.

After a couple of weeks, she commented that living together felt good and easy and she admitted how nervous she’d been, after Tresco, that they would be brought back to reality with a bump with the day to day of living together. He warned her it might not be so great when he’s filming.

“I can get a bit obsessive, reclusive. You’ll have to call me on it if I neglect you but I will try not to turn in on myself. But I also used to take on projects more I think to fill my life, I feel now I should get even more picky, now that there’s something, well someone else worth spending time on!”

Kerry had already given up waitressing due to the writing needing more time, so they often split their time between Cornwall and London where he could take meetings and do PR or press if needed while there and she would see her agent and publisher. They established a rhythm of 4 days working and 3 off for leisure and trips back in Cornwall or elsewhere. She took him to Lords to see a cricket test match, laughing as she tried to explain the intricacies of the game. Being a sports guy, he enjoyed it despite the occasional confusion at what was going on!

Another trip was to Oxford, where he’d discovered she studied at university. Their early lives had never come up in conversation til one evening they were watching an old episode of “Inspector Morse” which she said she loved.

“Reminds me of student days”

“Huh? You studied …… there?”

“Yup” she grinned at his amazement. “Don’t you think I’m clever enough?!” her eyes sparkled with mischief.

“No, god, no I mean yes!” he garbled “it’s not that, it’s just wouldn’t that be, you know like one of your highlights you drop in, you know, to impress!”

She giggled.

“Well I guess it wasn’t like that with us was it? Neither of us was trying to impress, and educational or other achievements never came up otherwise you’d have been telling me about all the A list directors who’ve chased you to work with them or how many millions you’ve made or how you were the internet’s boyfriend!”

“Stop, stop, ok, you know all that stuff?”

She nodded yes. “You only have to read one or two decent articles to get all that info you know!”

“OK but anyway back to you, so wow, Oxford!”

She told him how she’d studied English at St Catherine’s, one of the modern colleges (well, one that was built in the 1960s not the 1560’s!) and it favoured a more state school intake than the likes of Christchurch or Magdalen where old Etonians gravitated.

“But I still got to go to tutorials in the dreaming spires parts so it was a wonderful experience. We should go, on the way back from London next week. I’ll give you the tour.”

They fitted in a visit, staying at the Randolph Hotel as a treat for Kerry. She explained to him that it was always there that the well-to-do murderers in Morse episodes had stayed and it was totally central in the city too. He donned a beanie and shades to try and keep a little anonymity as they strolled around the city and she used her alumni card to get free access to some of the splendid college gardens.

There was some publicity while they were there due to fans spotting him in a pub where he’d taken his beanie and sunglasses off while they sat to eat. A small crowd had gathered as they’d left and at first it was fine, just taking selfies but when Kerry got jostled by an overzealous fan, Keanu nearly lost it, starting to drag her away but she stopped him.

“Look, don’t punish the nice guys for that one idiot. Leave her out but I’ll just go sit out of the way for a sec while you do your thing”

“You sure?” She nodded and he went back to the gathered fans, taking selfies for about 15 minutes. The rude fan stalked off when he pointedly ignored her.

“Phew that was a bit intense,” she said afterwards. It’s like news of your presence spread like wildfire!”

“Yeah took me a little off guard too. I mean usually, it only happens in airports or hotels when people get wind you are there due to an event, not so much day to day, at least not a crowd like that. Look try not to worry.” he reassured. Fortunately, the rest of their stay there passed without incident.

He’d already told Cheryl that he and Kerry were now an item and warned Kerry that at some point there might be pictures in the press and some intrusion. After that incident, she also talked to her literary agent and publishers - they were pleased, only saying the attention could be positive for her book but she hoped it wouldn’t distract or appear like she was using him. After all, she’d been pursuing her writing long before she even met him.

Before they left the UK, they made a visit to see her sister and her partner and kids. Kerry loved to see how well he got on with her brother-in-law and niece and nephew and how readily they just accepted him as her partner. But her sister couldn’t help but be worried about her younger sibling. In a quiet moment in the kitchen over breakfast, she said

“I can see he loves you, god those puppy dog eyes gazing at you last night - how do you get anything done?! But I do worry about you going away to America for long spells. Won’t you be horribly isolated, lonely even?”

“I’ll be fine” she reassured “I’ll still have my writing to do and Scout, and we have each other. It will take some getting used to, sure, but it’s just a change of location really. It’s not like I see my friends that often anyway in person. Cornwall might as well be LA if you think about how unwilling most people have been to visit me since I moved!”

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Keanu Reeves Fics Masterlist

Updating my masterlist as a way to help people find my fics. 

Started: August 25th 2020

Last updated 19th September 2021

Connecticut

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Ile de Re

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A Doorway is Opened

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New Beginnings

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New Beginnings Baby Drabble

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At Last

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Please Assist Me

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8,  Chapter 9, Ch6apter 10 , Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13, Chapter 14, Chapter 15 , Chapter 16, Chapter 17

The Fall

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3

The Middle of the Road

Chapter 1,  2,  3,  4,  5,  6,  7,  8 , 9, 10, 11 , 12,  13  14 , 15 ,  16, 17

Malaise

Chapter 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

Kerensa (Part 1)

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5 , Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13

Kerensa (Part 2)

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10

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New Beginnings Baby Drabble No4

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“Hey, you’re just in time” Emily said as Keanu arrived home around 7.

“That was the plan” he smiled.” You know it’s my favourite thing”

He was referring to bath time which, now Jonathan was 8 weeks old, they had begun to build into his daily routine.

“Good day?”  he asked giving her a hug and kiss.

“Yup, it was fine but we missed you”

“Me too”

Keanu had only just started spending more time on projects having taken an extended break when Jonathan was born. It was taking them all time to adjust to their new life.

He headed into the living room where Jonathan was lying in his playmat kicking away happily.

“hey how’s my little little man?” he asked crouching down to scoop up his son whose legs kicked even more at the attention of his dad.

“Come on it’s bath time”

They all headed to the bathroom where they drew the bath, carefully checking the temperature and got a snuggle towel ready on the heated radiator.

It was always Keanu’s job to lower Jonathan into the water, resting the baby’s head carefully on his arm and keeping a firm grip around his shoulders. Emily would then carefully wash his face using cotton wool,  sometimes shampoo his hair and then they’d let him have a few minutes to kick away in the water to his heart’s content.

It was Keanu’s favourite time to engage with Jonathan since he still wasn’t feeding him – he loved to just talk about his day  - it was a good way to talk to Emily too especially now that he wasn’t there so much during the days.

“So Daddy’s gonna be driving cars and bikes really fast in this new film. One day I’ll teach you to drive and ride, cool huh”

He smiled wide at his son at the thought of that future and that’s when he saw it

“Em, he smiled, did you see? Oh my god!”

Emily nodded excitedly

“ah ha  - you can see it in his eyes, that it’s not just wind I mean! – he must be as excited as you about engines” she laughed then leaned over to kiss him, happy to share another milestone moment as a family.

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New Beginnings Baby Drabble No7

Warnings : Smut

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Emily and Keanu sank onto the sofa at 9pm after a long Saturday as a family which had started for them at around 6.30am.

This was the earliest bedtime they had managed so far for Jonathan and they were pleased to have just a little energy to stay up and enjoy time alone after so many evenings of colicky crying or Jonathan being attached like a limpet to Emily’s breast until he went to sleep. They’d been trying to get Jonathan to go to sleep without feeding him to sleep and this was the first evening where it seemed to have worked. They hadn’t heard a peep out of him for 20 minutes.

Emily snuggled into Keanu’s side, his arm  loosely draped around her.

“glass of wine?” he offered

“No thanks – you can but I know I’ll just fall asleep right away if I do. I’m happy to just be here without a baby attached to me!”

He gave her a little squeeze

“yeah I guess that must get pretty intense for you, huh?”

“ah huh”

“but ………..”

“what?”

“I hope you don’t mind if I wanna take his place and errr get attached to you myself”

Emily chuckled

“No, I think I could handle that, sweetheart”

She turned her face upwards towards his and gave him a little peck on the lips.

He returned her kiss softly, tentatively, gazing into her eyes. Seeing her eyes twinkle a bit he pushed his lips more firmly against  hers and she opened to him, letting him push his tongue inside and probe her mouth. They both moaned with pleasure not having had more than a cuddle and the odd chaste kiss for the  2 months since Jonathan was born. There just hadn’t been time, energy or much inclination as a result.

As their tongues twirled together, the kiss became more heated and Keanu started to slowly ease Emily down to lie on her back her head against one of the sofa cushions. Her arm snaked around him and her fingers gripped his neck, rubbing against the soft skin she loved behind his ear while their bodies pressed together, heat rising in them both.

They broke to catch their breath and Keanu raised his head as his hand went down to the waist of her trousers.

“Is this OK?, I mean, are you ready?”

She  smiled back at him

“I’ll tell you to stop if anything hurts but let’s just try, I need this, we need this”

With that he wormed his hand under her sweat pants and panties and burrowed his fingers between her folds which he found were already slick with arousal.

“Feeling needy honey?” he smirked.

“You can talk!” she laughed, rubbing her leg against his erection.

“touche” he admitted burrowing his face into her shoulder moaning.

After that, they made light work of removing each others’ pants and underwear and Keanu bent his head down to gently lick her folds, wanting to make sure she didn’t look sore at all before making love.

Emily didn’t let him stay there for long, letting her need be known by tugging on his arms to come back up to her.

He sank inside her so so gently, making her love him even more for the care he was taking of her. When he was fully inside, she raised her hips wanting movement.

“wait, wait” he muttered, “I’m not going to last very long! I need a minute”

He calmed his breathing against her shoulder before lifting his head and starting to move

“Ok?”

Emily nodded biting her bottom lip as his thick member rubbed against her entrance, providing a delicious friction over her g-spot.

She soon started an incantation of “oh gods” as her orgasm rushed towards completion.

“Is that it, am I on it?”

“Yes, yes, yes” she cried

“oh fuck yeah” was his response  - as predicted he wasn’t going to last long and he came hot and heavy inside her before collapsing on top of her, head resting on her shoulder.

Afterwards they lay resting, snuggled on the sofa in each other’s arms.

“Should I have done that? Come inside you I mean?”

“Technically probably not I guess. I mean there is a chance I could get pregnant but I’m still breastfeeding so the chances are lower. Also we weren’t exactly super fast last time so hey, let’s not worry about it OK? Let’s go to bed. That sex was as good as any sleeping tablets I know!

He chuckled and got up himself before scooping her up and carrying her up to bed.

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New Beginnings Baby Drabble No 6

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“You’re sure you’re OK with this?” Emily asked for what seemed like the 50th time.

“Yes, now go woman!”

Keanu kissed Emily and Emily gave Jonathan, who was in Keanu’s arms, one more kiss before she was  shooed her out of the house for her planned lunch and shopping date with Chloe. She was leaving him alone with baby Jonathan for the first time (beyond a couple of hours when they’d been sure he wouldn’t need a feed) He was feeling fine about it, though it still left him with a slight moment’s pause as he shut the door behind her.

They spent the first hour with Keanu carrying the baby around the house in a papoose, getting a few household chores done.  They had a cleaner who came by once a week but there was still a lot of baby laundry to do in between visits.

Once chores were done, they spent a happy hour with Jonathan kicking around on his playmat while Keanu sat next to him and read a script he was reviewing to him out loud, doing lots of different voices for the various characters.  This carried on through a feed after which came nap time.

Much as he’d enjoyed the time spent with his son,  that break made him appreciate what Emily had told him  - it was full on being at home all day with a baby and when they switched off for their nap, it was a mental relief to switch off too! She’d taken the lion’s share of childcare so far given she was breastfeeding though she wanted to get back to writing soon. Money wasn’t an issue obviously but she wanted to keep her hand in and her name out there too.

After his nap, things took something of a downhill turn. When Keanu went to fetch Jonathan, a horror show greeted him as Jonathan had done what can only be described as an explosive pooh which basically had squidged all up his back. He was uncomfortable and crying loudly and the situation  required running a bath while trying to stop Jonathan putting his hands in the mess or getting too cold waiting. After that came a full change of clothes and getting bedding off and all of it being transferred to the washer. The juggling of tasks while keeping Jonathan safe was quite the challenge but to his credit, Keanu rose to it.

“hey looks like nothing at all happened little fella doesn’t it?”

They settled back to the playmat and script read through scenario but before long Jonathan was hungry again – he seemed to be going through a growth spurt and was always more hungry and fussy as evening drew near.

With the bottle ready, Keanu got comfy on the sofa and started the bottle, the baby’s warmth in his arms making him drowsy, his eyes repeatedly closing and causing him to jerk them open again in panic.

And it was like this that Emily found them on her return, Jonathan suckling away and Keanu half asleep, bottle still gripped in his hand, exhaustion overtaking him.

Before she gently woke him, she took a quick photo to treasure the moment (and torture Keanu with it later!)

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New Beginnings Baby Drabble No5

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Grey light was starting to come through the curtains when Jonathan started to make little snuffling noises through the monitor. Keanu was swift to lean over and switch off the volume to avoid any noise waking Emily. He’d been lying there for about an hour already, drifting through a light sleep, aware that he was due to do this morning’s feed to give Emily a break.

He  padded through to the nursery, scooping Jonathan up and nuzzling his neck, whispering good morning. Having quickly changed his heavy diaper, they headed downstairs to warm up the breast milk waiting in the fridge.

He’d been doing occasional morning feeds for about a week, now that Jonathan was 12 weeks old.

By the time the milk was ready, Jonathan was fussing for it quite loudly and Keanu was rocking from side to side  which was keeping things from escalating to a total melt down but it was still with a sigh of relief that he settled onto the sofa and popped the bottle in the baby’s hungry mouth.

Keanu loved this moment -  he’d lock eyes with Jonathan who’d just gaze up at him as he sucked  steadily. It was very calming and he always chose to just sit in the moment rather than put the TV on or any music. It was nice to just cherish the peace and quiet, the connection with his son and if his mind did wander it would tend to be to something creative he was working on.  

Half an hour later, the sun was fully up, the bottle was empty and Keanu had Jonathan placed against his shoulder waiting for a burp to come up. When it came it was super loud making Keanu burst out laughing as he lifted him off his shoulder and looked at his son in amazement at the volume he was able to produce from his tiny body.

To his utter surprise and delight, Jonathan joined in with his own gurgle of laughter, his first one.

“hey are you laughing? At yourself? That was a pretty awesome burp right?” He chuckled again and was rewarded with another laugh from Jonathan. He thought his heart might literally burst from the simple joy of it.  Keanu resisted the urge to rush to wake Emily to share the moment but vowed to use the time before she woke up to find other ways to guarantee a laugh to share with her when she did.

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New Beginnings Baby Drabble No 2

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It was 7am

Emily’s eyes opened, stimulated by the bright sunshine streaming through the curtains  Her mind was groggy and confused, used as she was in the last 8 weeks to being awakened in the dead of night by Jonathan’s cries as he called for a feed.

As her eyes slowly gained focus, she saw the illuminated numbers on the bedside clock and sat up with a jolt. Keanu groaned beside her

“what’s up?”

“It’s 7 am,  that’s what’s up and Jonathan  hasn’t woken up yet”

Keanu joined her sitting bolt upright, sliding his legs round to the side and pushing himself quickly out of bed and jogging through to the nursery in barely concealed panic.

Just 2 days ago, they’d transitioned baby Jonathan to the nursery proper. He was still in his Moses basket but this was sitting inside the larger crib which he’d soon be sleeping in properly.  For the first 2 nights, he’s gone to sleep by around 10pm and woken somewhere between 4 and 5am for a feed.

“hey little guy, you gave us all a fright sleeping through like that” she heard Keanu say through the baby monitor, the relief she was feeling evident in his tone.

A few minutes later he’d changed Jonathan’s diaper and came through to their bedroom, smiling broadly.

“clever little one huh? He was just lying there gurgling to himself, you heard me talking to him right? On the monitor?, I didn’t want to startle him by yelling ‘he’s alive’ from there!”

She nodded, smiling. “yup I heard, don’t worry, now hand him over! My boobs are about to explode! Can you remember which side he had last, they both feel like rocks!”

“left I think” he said “there’s a wet patch on your shirt on the right!”

“God! I’m a one woman milking machine” she grumbled, taking Jonathan and deftly freeing her right breast from the soft nursing bra she had to wear at night and latching him on “aghhhh, phew that’s better”

“Looks like the other one’s leaking too now” Keanu pointed out, chucking as a wet splodge appeared on the left side.

Emily sneaked a peak at the left breast

“oh for fucks sake it’s spurting out of there like some kind of geezer” she exclaimed which just made Keanu laugh harder.

“Don’t just stand there” she complained

He teased her leaning down and making as if he was going to suck on the left one!

“I mean get the breast pump and bottle!” she laughed

“I know, I know, just kidding.

He ran to the kitchen, fetching the sterilised equipment and carefully helped to attach it to Emily. She was trying her best to pump when she could so soon Keanu could take a turn feeding Jonathan. Her precious milk was carefully stored in the freezer for now as they didn’t want to disrupt his feeding at the breast by introducing a bottle too early on.

Once set up, they sat quietly, Keanu gently operating the pump while Jonathan fed on the other side.

“This is so weird” Emily said “not one of the things I ever imagined doing with you when we first got together”

“Me neither” he chuckled “but I love it, just like I love you two”

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At Last Part 4 Happy Endings

1 Year later

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Looking down now at the dark mop of hair on his new born daughter’s head, as she lay in his arms, Keanu saw that those quiet moments together talking, accepting, clearing the air, had been a defining moment in how they’d handled losing the baby. There had been days since when he’d felt blighted by all the loss in his life but mostly he had felt lucky that Karen was there to help him and he was there to help her.

 And now he felt the luckiest man alive.

 The End.

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At Last  Part 3 Hard Times

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6 Months later

Karen gasped again as the pain constricted her stomach and she felt more blood dripping down into the toilet. A sob heaved her chest and she held her head in her hands, feeling panic rising.

“He’ll be back soon” she thought, “all ready to set off on his trip, how could I put him through this, what have I done?”

She heard the door slam and Keanu calling her name as he entered their home.

“Karen, I’m home. Honey? Where are you?”

“Here” she managed to shout, not able to keep her voice normal as another wave of pain ran through her belly and she groaned loudly.

She heard his steps coming quickly up the stairs now.

“You OK, I thought I heard you moan ……

He burst through the door and saw her sitting there, face red and puffy from crying.

She saw the horror stricken look on his face.

“Oh Karen, no, no, no, baby, not this, no”

He crouched down in front of her and took her face in his hands. All she could do is let out a stifled sob and throw her arms round his neck

“I think I‘m losing the baby” I’m so so sorry, so sorry” That’s all she kept saying as she held on to him. Over and over, “sorry, sorry, sorry”

He stayed still, rubbing her back but inside a maelstrom of emotions had been released, emotions he realised that had been building up ever since those 2 blue lines had appeared on the pregnancy test, probably even 2 months before then, when they’d said that ‘ yes’ they would try for a baby. He knew in his heart of hearts, he wanted to be a father more than practically anything else in his life and yet now part of him wanted to just flee, back to the workaholic days when almost nothing mattered other than his need to act. There, with no wife and no pregnancy, almost nothing could hurt him and he knew this hurt only too well. Knew you couldn’t escape it, not ever, because you were grieving something you would never have. You couldn’t look back eventually and give thanks for the time you did have because it was forever lost – in some other alternate reality where tragedy hadn’t struck.

He’d held it all back, for her. He hadn’t wanted to sully her enjoyment, her excitement at being pregnant with his ugly fears. That wasn’t fair. So he’d trawled the internet when she was asleep, searching for statistics on still birth. Spoken to the consultant privately who’d said how rare it was and how an early miscarriage was a much greater risk for a first time mum…………. “How right he had been” he thought bitterly. The memory of the silent hospital room that had plagued his sleep lately was not what he should have feared at all.

Another pain hit Karen and she screamed now in agony, making Keanu come to his senses.

“Karen” he said looking at her, tears streaking his cheeks “I think we should get you to hospital, yeah? We should get you checked out. Get you some help with this goddam pain.”

“But what about the film? Your flight? You’re supposed to be on set tomorrow.”

“Fuck it they’ll have to wait, shoot some other stuff first, re-organise. I’ll call them later. Don’t worry, I won’t leave you like this. Stay there, I’ll go get some clean clothes and we’ll go straight there.”  

He left her then, moving into action mode, blocking out all the thoughts that had been rushing through his head moments before. “She needs me now, focus on that for now” he told himself. He managed to find some sanitary pads as well and helped Karen to dress then threw some more things into a bag and helped her into the Porsche.  They’d called ahead so the consultant was expecting them. They went straight into his office to have an ultrasound, Keanu praying that she was wrong but knowing in his heart that the signs weren’t good.  She should have been 10 weeks along, but where 3 weeks before there had been a tiny kidney-bean shaped form, its heart-beat flickering away like a mini lighthouse on the monitor, there was now just a still form, not much bigger than before, no longer flashing its signal of well-being. Silent tears rolled down Keanu’s cheeks and Karen just sobbed, gripping his hand tightly.  

The doctor went through the treatment options with them both and Karen was booked in for a D&C as soon as possible. Keanu ensured that her room would be private and well away from the maternity wing, remembering that dreadful night where from their silent room, they had heard the cries of other women in labour and new borns arriving. Once they had settled Karen into bed and given her some pain killers, she drifted off to sleep and Keanu went and sat in a quiet spot in the hospital’s gardens to make a few calls – the studio to arrange his delayed arrival on the set, his mum, Rob and Kim, Karen’s mum. Then he sat and smoked his way rapidly through 3 cigarettes.

His head spun again with the pressure of those bottled up thoughts he’d been holding at bay for the last hour. “God damn fuck it all to hell!” he said throwing his head back in frustration.  No one was there to hear his outburst or see the tears which overcame him again. He didn’t even really know what exactly he was crying about – “take your pick” he thought wryly, was it the loss of this baby, this fatherhood or the earlier loss of Ava, or fear of losing Karen just as he’d lost Jen. He fought to control his anger, knowing it’s destructive power – there was no-one to blame and he knew if he didn’t master it, if they both couldn’t master it, it would turn them against each other and themselves. He blew out the last puff of smoke from the side of his mouth. John Constantine flashed through his mind (“God I smoked like a chimney on that set!”) stubbed out the butt and took a deep breath. “I just need to go to her and hold her” he thought. “Do something positive Keanu” he thought.

When he got back Karen was awake but still woozy from the pain meds.

“Hey” she said “You OK?”

“Yeah, yeah” he said giving her a small smile, marvelling at her concern for him when she must be suffering so much herself”

She took his hand and squeezed it.

“I wish I could take it all away, this ……… Ava”

She knew something of his heart then without him having to say. Her understanding spread through him with a comforting warmth.  

“Is there room for me up there?”

“ah ha”

“I just need to hold you, is that OK?”

“That’s just what I need too”

She talked softly to him then.

“Maybe in some other world, we will have that child, but in this one we have to wait a while longer.  I remember reading an interview with you that made me cry for you – we were just friends then. It was with some famous author and he talked to you about death….

“yeah, yeah, I remember, he made me cry!”

“I know sweet-heart ” Karen stroked his cheek

“Well the thing I remember most is you saying that it stuck in your craw when people say ‘things happen for a reason…… and he said maybe they should just leave off ‘for a reason’”

 “Yeah yeah, they should! – god I feel like a fucking jinx though”

 “No, no, no, no one is to blame. How could someone as impossibly beautiful and kind as you be responsible for this?!”

He closed his eyes and touched his forehead to hers.

“Thank you. I love you so much you know”

“I know, me too”

“And you know”

“What?”

“You don’t have to put on a brave face, for me”

She cried and cried then, letting him hold her until the quakes subsided at last, knowing he’d be there for her when they took her again.

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At Last Part 2 She’s My Girl

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6 Months Later:

Karen looked herself up and down in the mirror, smoothing down the dress and checking every last detail of her appearance even though the stylist had only just that minute left the room. Keanu came in then and stood behind her, putting his arms around her and looking at her reflection in the mirror

“You look beautiful … perfect” he said, kissing her cheek

 “You ready?”

 “As I’ll ever be!” she laughed nervously.

 “You know you can pull out if you want to, I’ll understand”

”We agreed, no more sneaking around. I’m your girl right?!

“Yes” he said emphatically, you’re my girl”. He smiled hugging her tight. “And I want to show you off”

They were on their way to the premiere of the “Street Kings”. They’d been dating 6 months now and managed to avoid all but one paparazzi photo. Since Keanu had often been photographed out and about with various women, this particular photo didn’t spark any big stories about Keanu’s “new girl”.  He’d wanted to protect her from all that so when they’d gone to the theatre or out to eat, they’d always arrived separately. The same went for parties with friends and when visiting each other’s homes, they’d tried to avoid daylight hours for their comings and goings.

The night that he had asked her to accompany him to the premiere was etched on her mind forever. They had enjoyed cooking a meal together at his house then made love in his big bed. As they lay together enjoying the afterglow, he’d softly traced patterns on her breasts and let out a contented sigh.

“You know, the sex is so much better ……….”

“Than what?!” Karen had asked somewhat indignantly wondering what he was going to compare their experience together with!

“Than when you’re not in love with a person”

Karen bit her lip and leaned towards him, tears welling up in her eyes.

“You know I love you too right? So very much.”

They fell to kissing again and as he pulled her onto him, she felt his arousal already growing again. Their love making had been so tender that night, she thought she might burst from the joy of it. And afterwards they’d talked about the future, of moving in together finally after months of camping out at each other’s places, about his next filming obligations and his commitments to promoting the new film, He’d said that while he’d understand if she wanted to try to carry on being secretive with the press, he couldn’t protect her forever and he felt ready to show her off to the world as he’d already done with friends and family.

His people could help with all the practical side of a premiere – a dress, jewellery, make up – all she needed was the courage to face the cameras popping and the attention that going public would bring, at least in the short term. She had felt scared and excited in equal measure and now here she was, ready to get into the limo.

 “No turning back now” she said firmly.

 “Well OK then” he answered, smiling, “Let’s go! The limo’s here now”

The premiere was being held at Mann’s Chinese theatre and as they rounded the last corner Karen could see the small crowd gathered there waiting.  Waiting just for him it occurred to her since he was the leading man in the film.

Her palms felt sweaty and she gripped his hand as the car slowed now to stop right outside.

He stepped out first and she could see the flash of the camera bulbs popping away, then he turned to help her out putting his arms around her waist immediately.

“Smile!” he said! ” Don’t look so worried!”

She laughed then, relaxing just a little.

“I’m smiling, I’m your girl” she whispered.

They walked up the red carpet slowly with him doing his signature wave to the people calling his name. They came to the first camera crew and Keanu talked about the film a little with the reporter. Karen tried to edge back a little as he talked, conscious that the news people only wanted to have his face in the picture but he held her close to him, arm around her shoulders, willing the crew to ask him who she was.

To Karen’s great relief, they didn’t but she was aware that another crew eagerly waited just a few yards ahead.

Keanu let go of her to shake hands with a few fans across the barrier and to accept a gift from one, then returned to her side to press ahead up the carpet.

Keanu greeted the next reporter, warmly. She was clearly one of his preferred media people. Again he politely answered questions about the film, reprising his role as a cop and so on.

“So Keanu, I see you haven’t come tonight with your usual family entourage”

“No that’s right” he smiled one of those beautiful mega-watt smiles and looked at Karen who was by now already blushing, praying her make-up might offer some cover.

“Tonight I decided to show off my girl Karen”

Karen giggled, still looking down but sharing in his obvious enjoyment of the situation.

“Pleased to meet you” the reporter said extending her hand and forcing Karen to look up and face the full glare of popping flash-bulbs.

“You too” she managed before to her relief the reporter turned back to camera.

“That’s one lucky lady, he’s usually so tight lipped, perhaps she’s ‘the one’

As they walked onwards, Keanu hugged Karen to him

“Yes she most certainly is!”

That day had been the start of a rollercoaster ride for them both. Having managed to lead quite a low key life with the press in the previous couple of years, Keanu was taken aback by the interest the ‘vultures’ as he liked to call them, showed in them.  It was easy enough for them personally to ignore what was written or said and Keanu’s family and friends were used it but it seemed like anyone Karen had ever known phoned her at some point to ask whether this or that was true.  Articles that dug deep into Keanu’s past and even hers, searching for some dirt, made them worry for her, doubting that he was as good for her as she claimed.

He half wished he’d waited, waited till the PR for the film had died down - this way he’d fanned the flames.  Every interview he did, they asked about her – but even though he wasn’t used to it and worried it would detract from the work, sometimes it was just wonderful to wax lyrical about being in love. On the Leno show, for once it wasn’t just talk of bikes that made him laugh and smile, he’d been able to just say:

“Ahh yes, right right, yup, I’m in love!”

“So, do we hear wedding bells for you at long last?”

Keanu had laughed that shy laugh, putting his hand over his mouth, closing his eyes.

“Don’t you think I‘d better ask her that first before I tell you!” he’d said.

He knew she’d be watching at home. The minute he got there, he rushed to her, kissing her full on the lips, feeling like every romantic hero he’d ever played all rolled into one.

“You will marry me won’t you ?” he’d practically shouted, giddy with the moment. Talking as if there’d been no gap between talking about it on the show and asking her now.

“Yes, yes of course I’ll marry you, you idiot! She laughed punching him in the chest “but you do know it’s going to be one hell of a job to do it in private now don’t you?”

“So you’d already been thinking about it had you” he smiled a sly smile now.

“Oh maybe Reeves, maybe!” she’d said, laughing before he’d whisked her off to bed.

Thanks to hard work by his people and the collaboration of friends and family, they had managed to have a wonderful wedding day. They’d taken a leaf out of Sandy Bullock’s book and hired a ranch way out of LA (to at least make it harder for the ‘paps’ to get to) and kept the identity of the happy couple secret from all the firms involved right up to the hour of the ceremony. It had worked and in return for being left alone, they’d released just a few snaps of the day to a magazine in return for a donation of the fee to the ‘Make a Wish Foundation’

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